This blog is an exploration of life purpose -- why we are here; what matters. It examines the spiritual tasks and truths that help us navigate, to do what we came here to do. Despite our amnesia. Despite pain and fear and loss. In the garden of shadow and light we cling to the day and lose it. This blog is about seeing through the dark.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Number Fifty

There is only one thing that works for remembering what love is. That is to hold each other -- without hope or demand, without keeping track of what's taken or given, without any deliberate blindness to the pain. Just holding to feel all of it -- the failure, the sweetness, the fear, the need. Holding all of it -- the place from where the dark visions come, the place that gives, the place that runs away.

Holding until it is possible to hold without arms, hands, without touching chests. Holding with mere breath -- felt across miles, years. Holding with mere being. Everything.